The sweet scent of sugarcane finds its way into my nose,
As “Northern Downpour” plays softly in the background,
The sounds and smells mingling and creating a unique memory,
That only you could manage to bring about.
As we sit and talk, I silently take down any of your defenses,
“Tear in My Heart” escapes your smiling lips,
I close my eyes and listen to the melody,
As a silent, happy tear slips.
Strangled breaths escape my tattered lungs,
“Song for a Child” runs through my mind,
As you try to bring the smile back to my face,
We realize that this world is very far from kind.
And when it’s all over, t